Werewolves Quotes
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I was going to fight vampires, and my name wasn't Buffy--I was so screwed.
Another werewolf thing. Like most animals, we spent a large part of our lives engaged in the three Fs of basic survival. Feeding, fighting and... reproduction.
Some people will tell you werewolves can only shapechange under a full moon, but people also say there's no such things as ghosts.
What do you mean?” Leslie’s voice was cool, as if she questioned witches who were flat on their backs being threatened by werewolves every day.
Vampire politics make the very complicated dance of manners that is werewolf protocol look like the Hokey Pokey.
Emma felt a compulsion to run her hands through it. To step into his arms and never leave. Desire shot to her knickers and an aching throb began between her thighs Shit, I didn’t come here for this.
We get chased by orcs, I’m tripping you and running the other direction.
Gavin, Logan, Calix. Was there a sale on trendy names when they were born, or something?
Calix shook his head. “Don’t mind him. Logan is what happens when kids don’t get hugged enough.
But do not take this responsibility lightly, my boy. The Gauntlet casts an ominous shadow.
Crazy is such a misunderstood term. I like to think that I march to the beat of my own drummer.
So why are you so mad at me for kissing you?”“Because you took too long. If you'd done that, say, three years ago, we wouldn't have only had one kiss before we both get horribly mutilated.
It's what he needs, and whether he ever admits it to us or not, it's what he loves" - Theoden (From Commanded:House of Theoden)
I'm a five-hundred-year-old born vampire with an ever-expanding wardrobe, a serious cosmetics addiction, and enough outstanding Visa charges to fund a small third-world country.
The wounded were crying, and the rest were dying. Jack stood alone in a hallway of mangled men, who had been trained for this
No electricity, fridge, TV or game console. I guess changing from human was enough fun and games for werewolves.
That did explain his sucky home life growing up but didn’t excuse the way he treated others. Was there childcare for abused werewolves?
Her eyes narrowed, but she wasn't yelling.I think she liked me... kind of. The way a mother would like an annoying spastic two year old who belonged to someone else.
I waited for her to nod before pacing while I bit my lip. That hurt, so I switched to biting my finger nail.
All creatures are capable of darkness, but not all choose to succumb to it.
Lottie tilted her head to one side and looked Maya up and down. "You're a little bit of a thing, but I hear you're good at stirring up big trouble.
Sleep, Maya, " he murmured softly. "Sleep, my love, and I promise that I will come looking for you.
I'm not into werewolves, but holy crap is he a hottie. Totally gorgeous and built like a tank. I bet he's got one down to his---
Maya wrapped one leg around him, writhing against him as she threaded her fingers through his hair and held him to her, urging him on."Never stop touching me that way, " Maya rasped.
I'm so sorry I wasn't here sooner, but you'll have to forgive an old vampire for being a bit rusty in the dreamscape.
The man was absolutely beautiful. Vampire. Warrior. Whatever Shan Quesada was all man.
But there was something in the air, a watchfulness laced with a charge of malice. The eyes observing us were invisible, but were observing us, nonetheless.
Enemies may unite to eliminate a common threat, but never without a wary eye fixed on their ally.
My sister said she was tired of the blood diet and wants to go home. I guess you'll have to trade your double-wide coffin in for a sleeker single
I lifted my head, my gaze meeting his. “Wanting something doesn’t guarantee you will get it.”“A man can still hope.”“I’ve never had much room for hope.
I’ve been as good as dead since the day I was born. I accepted that a very long time ago.
MacMillian pinched the bridge of his nose. Conspiracy theories, secret societies... what the hell had he gotten himself into? What was next? Vampires? Werewolves?
Tall and built like a dense forest, Clint's broad shoulders made a girl want to learn how to scale trees. Except me. I wanted to start a forest fire.
Matt Smith?" I said. "Really? You are not the Doctor, Bran. At your age, it is important to keep a lookout for excessive hubris.
Nice moves, darlin’.” He gripped her hands gently and pried them off his shirt. “You’re getting stronger. That almost hurt.
I suggest you give up now. According to my research, in a vampire-werewolf love triangle, the vampire always gets the girl.
I will keep my bulk. All of it, if ye dinna mind. I will have need of it, thank ye." Derrick
You're beautiful, my little wolf. Every single part of you, especially your soul. I can feel it connected to mine.
How does a hundred-and-eighty-pound man turn into a ninety-pound wolf? Where does the leftover ninety go? Does he park it in the umbrella stand overnight?
Honey will wipe the floor with you." His eyes went half-mast, and his voice dropped in evident pleasure. "I know.